Thursday, March 29, 2007

Transitando

Por la orilla de la cordura
junto al vacio y olvido
Camina un alma sin rumbo
esperado su destino

Va pasando a lo lejos
el acogido del tiempo
Y va llevando consigo
los recuerdos del silencio

Transitando en ese espacio
del que quiere hacerse dueño
Ignorando esos gritos
que le advierten del precipicio

Y cae... se deja ir con el amigo viento
admirando la nada y el susurro del momento..

Transitando, le pasa la existencia...

Me.-

Thursday, March 08, 2007

A Cry For Help...

and i pray.. sometimes hopelessly.. without true faith
but i pray.. and beg..
and sometimes that faith comes back and i wish that everything can be as i want it.. even when everything collides , everything is a plot
against my wishes..
when i feel that pain.. rippin' my heart out and trashing it down
that suffering and, yet i still pray cause i want to hold on to it.. cause i believe in it..
cause i feel someway, somehow, somewhere deep inside my soul
it is meant to be ..
but is it real.. or am i just fooling myself ?
i dont want to be left alone and i dont want to be let down once again as my whole life has been..
i am tired.. i feel numb... in a limbo of emotions and complete emptiness surrounds me..

Me.-



Sunday, March 04, 2007